Since Youyou had spoken, Huo Yuhao did not stand on ceremony. He selected some of the more plentiful spiritual herbs, along with several Immortal Herbs. Though their effects were not as good as those he had taken before, they would not be much worse.
After packing everything away, he timely interrupted the conversation between the Ice Empress and the Snow Empress. "It's time to go back."
The Ice Empress and Snow Empress exchanged smiles and nods.
The next moment, the Ice Empress transformed into a streak of light and returned to Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Sea.
"This isn't a suitable place to teach you how to use a Flying Soul Tool. Take my hand." Huo Yuhao stepped forward and extended his hand, his expression calm.
With the cultivation of a Soul Emperor, the Snow Empress could not fly on her own. And with the Demon Empress entering a Cultivation Retreat to heal her injuries, Huo Yuhao could only take the Snow Empress with him as they flew out of the toxic area.
Looking at the slender hand before her, as warm and refined as jade, a faint ripple stirred in the Snow Empress's eyes. Holding hands... over all these years, she seemed to have only ever held the Ice Empress's hand. Holding hands with a human now—and a man at that—felt rather strange.
Still, she did not hesitate. She extended her own hand and clasped Huo Yuhao's.
The instant he held it, Huo Yuhao's expression shifted slightly. The Snow Empress's hand was like silk—smooth, delicate, and soft. More importantly, threads of coolness seeped into his palm, as pleasant as placing one's hand into cool water during the height of summer.
"What is it?" Seeing Huo Yuhao pause, the Snow Empress could not help asking.
"...Sorry, I was lost in thought." Huo